The cannon fodder just wants to survive until the end

Ming Huaixi had read the original owner's memories. Huayang Sect was the most special in the original owner's heart. It wouldn't take much time to go and see it. Thinking of this, she headed in the direction where the robbers left.

You robbers are quite good at running. You can run so far without any training. If you use this talent in the right place, you might be able to do something great. It's a pity that you chose the wrong career.

"Ouch, it hurts so much." The leader thought he had run far enough and Ming Huaixi would not catch up with him, so he just sat down on the ground. As a result, he pulled the wound and the pain made him want to curse immediately.

"Hey, brother, brother, now that we have lost our cultivation, what are we going to do in the future?"

One of the robbers said worriedly, and after hearing this, the joy of the other robbers who had just escaped disappeared and their mood began to become depressed.

"Who the hell knows that?"

"I heard from Old Scar before that they were hiding from a female foundation-building cultivator, but I didn't take it seriously. I thought it was just like before, and that Old Scar and his men were incompetent. I didn't expect it to be true this time, and we ran into them right in the middle of it. Oh, what a mess!"

The robber, who looked strong at first glance, said this, clapped his hands and sat down on the ground.

When the leader heard him say that, he immediately yelled angrily, "You received this news before, why the hell didn't you tell me? I was wondering how come I didn't hear anything about such a powerful person coming here, and it's you who made such a fuss for not telling me."

The leader was still angry after saying this, and stood up and kicked the man a few times regardless of his wounds.

The robber begged for mercy again and again, "Boss, Boss, I was wrong. Didn't Old Scar spread similar news before? I thought it was fake again."

"Okay, let's go back first. Now that we have lost our cultivation, we should not stay here for long. If the news gets out, others will definitely come looking for us. We have offended many people in this area."

The leader knew it was too late to say anything now and could only plan for the future.

"Boss, what about the sect's disciples?"

"Hmm?" Ming Huaixi didn't expect that he would be so lucky this time and got the news he wanted.

"Oh, what else can we do? Of course we have to find time to solve it. We can't afford to keep him alive right now. Even if he saved us, we can't even protect ourselves now, so how can we care about him?"

When Ming Huaixi heard this, he felt that the amount of information was a bit too much. So, the sect disciple was not trapped by these robbers, but there were other reasons?

According to them, the disciple’s condition isn’t good. He might die soon. Let’s wait and see.

Ming Huaixi followed the robbers all the way to their lair.

This lair is quite luxurious, a place similar to a palace. There are not many such luxurious houses in the world of cultivation, and the robbers are enjoying it quite a bit.

Ming Huaixi saw these robbers returning to their lair and starting to drink together. Don't mention it, if they were in any other world, they would be a group of open-minded people. They were still in the mood to drink even in such a situation. The Buddhist practitioners of the Lingzong had to accept them into the sect because of their status.

Seeing that he couldn't find any clues by following them, Ming Huaixi began to wander around here to see if there was anything new to discover.

I walked to a remote room and looked through the window. There was a person lying inside, still wearing the uniform of a Huayang Sect disciple.

It seems to be him. Ming Huaixi walked into the room and checked his condition. His consciousness was on the verge of collapse and his foundation was shaken. He didn't look like he was injured, but rather like he had used some forbidden technique.

Just by investigating, Ming Huaixi knew that this person was useless. Normally, the nourishing flower could barely maintain his spiritual consciousness, but once the spiritual consciousness was stopped, it would accelerate its collapse. After a complete collapse, it would be the end of this person's death.

The Yangshen Flower is one of the few medicines that can be used for spiritual consciousness. Although it is not rare, it is not particularly common either. The price is really expensive. Generally, the Yangshen Flower is used once every six months. Unless the soul grass is found to repair the damage to the spiritual consciousness, otherwise the spiritual consciousness will remain in a coma.

But soul grass is rare and can only be found by chance.

Ming Huaixi looked at the disciple badge hanging on the man's waist, "Xianyuan", "He is actually a disciple of the Xian generation."

The "Xian" generation name is the 98th generation disciple of Huayang Sect. Generally, he will be given a Taoist name by his master when he reaches the stage of achieving the elixir.

The original owner joined the Huayang Sect in his second life and was a disciple of the "Xian" generation.

"Xianyuan, Xianyuan, so familiar." The more Ming Huaixi thought about it, the more familiar it felt. The original owner had been reincarnated nine times and had too many memories. Ming Huaixi could not find the name for a while, but just felt somewhat familiar.

Ming Huaixi tapped his head with his fingers. "Ah, I figured it out. He seems to be the fifth elder's disciple."

The fifth elder of Huayang Sect rarely goes out and doesn't like to deal with people. His disciples also don't like to communicate with people. They have their own lives in Huayang Sect, but this fifth elder also helped the original owner. Later, it seemed that his favorite little disciple went out for training, and the soul lamp went out. The fifth elder went outside to find out what happened, and the original owner never saw him again after that.

The Fifth Elder must have been in seclusion during this period of time. No wonder his disciples haven't returned for several years and haven't come out to look for him.

"But this disciple's soul lamp should have gone out after a few years. It seems that my appearance has affected him."

"—Squeak"

"Hey, are you drinking?" Ming Huaixi pushed open the door and saw the robbers still drinking. However, they were a little drunk and none of them paid attention to her.

“——Female…female…female…” One of the robbers turned around and noticed Ming Huaixi, and he stuttered.

"What do you mean by woman? Are you drunk? Where are the women in this place?"

The robber sitting next to the stutterer thought that the stutterer was drunk when he heard it.

"Ah!——" The robber looked up and saw the female Rakshasa they met today standing in front of them.

This voice woke up everyone else, "Fairy, why are you here?"

The robbers sobered up instantly, and were so scared that they almost peed their pants.

"I have something to ask you."

"Fairy, please feel free to ask us anything. We will tell you everything we know and will never lie."

The robbers breathed a sigh of relief when they heard that they were not there to kill them.

Ming Huaixi pointed in the direction of Xianyuan's room and asked the robbers, "Let me ask you, what's going on with the Huayang Sect disciple in that room?"

The robbers didn't expect Ming Huaixi to ask this question. They looked at each other and said, "Um, fairy, this matter is a bit complicated."

"It's okay. I have plenty of time. Just start from the beginning and I'll listen."

"This happened three years ago. At that time, my brothers and I didn't have the cultivation we have now. We were all trying to make a living on the outskirts. We only occasionally 'borrowed' money from others, so we were able to maintain our daily lives.

Later one day when we were "borrowing" money from someone, that Huayang Sect disciple stood up. We had no choice but to run away, and that Huayang Sect disciple chased us closely.